Chapter 23 Worshipping Philip

"You know who I am?" Philip stood in front of Lucius, his hands casually tucked into his pockets.

"Of course I know you, Mr. Russell."

Lucius, his face bruised and battered, showed nothing but respect.

"And yet you want to accuse my guy of attempted murder?" Philip's voice was icy.

Lucius glanc...

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